"You ready for this, Mail?"
"Hells yes! I'm gunna kick some Takada's bodyguards ass!" she replied, drop kicking the air in front of her.
Mail's blond friend shook her finger. "None of that. Be mature. In this mission, being stupid could get you killed. And you're smarter than the average human. Much smarter."
Mail nodded. "Thanks for the complement, Mitzi."
"My pleasure. You have the whole plan lain out?" Mitzi asked in a concerned tone. Mail stuck her hand up as to say 'shut the hell up and let me explain.'
"Yeah. Yeah. Before they shoot Matt, jump in front of him and protest and if they try to shoot me, pull out the scythe. I got it. It was my idea anyways…" she summarized, bobbing her head back and fourth.
"Don't act so cool. Out of all of us, you have the most dangerous rescue. All Nelly's gotta do is watch over Near until we get Mello, Matt and L to safety, and all Lonnie's gotta do is prove to Rem that L will have nothing to do with Misa's death and hopefully she'll spare him. I have to get the death note clipping away from Takada and totally fake out Mello's death. You….you have some bullets to stop," Mitzi explained.
Mail glared at her. "How the fuck am I supposed to be cool when you just theoretically said that I have the best chance of dying in this mission? Jesus Christ, Mitzi! Have a little sense when talking to me!" Mail yelled into Mitzi's face. Mitzi rolled her eyes. "I'm laying down the facts."
Mail crossed her arms. "Well, give me some opinions once in a while, can ya?"
The girls stood in the crowd of Takada and Kira worshipers. A majority of the fans carried signs reading 'Heil Kira!' and 'Death to Criminals!' and even 'Kira is GOD!'
Mail snickered in disgust at the sight of this. What the fuck is wrong with these people? He's not just killing criminals! He's killing police officers and other law enforcing officials! All innocent people! She thought.
Any minute now, Takada would arrive and Matt would pull up and fire his smoke grenade. That's when Mitzi and Mail's part of the mission would spring into action.
Mitzi was anxious. She had the 2nd biggest chance of dying. But, she was more scared for Mails safety. But, knowing her, she'd probably curse out the body guards then threaten to decapitate them with her scythe. Mitzi laughed at the thought.
Her train of thought was interrupted by Mail's yelling.
"THERE'S TAKADA! THERE'S TAKADA!"
Mitzi flinched and looked over to see Takada being led into the T.V. station. Paparazzi camera lights flashed everywhere and the fans cheered wildly as she waved to them, grinning like she was the most perfect woman in the world.
Skank, Mail thought.
Mitzi just sighed.
Suddenly, the sound of screeching tires nudged itself up against Mail and Mitzi's eardrums.
"Mail! Go to your bike! NOW!" Mitzi ordered, but Mail was already sitting on her motorcycle, revving it to life. A red car screeched up in front of the T.V. station and a smoke grenade launched out of it with a loud 'POP.' As the car sped away, Mails bike bolted forward through the smoke and she hauled after him.
"Good luck, Mail," Mitzi whispered to herself.
Mail chased Matt's car down the street as Takada's body guards sped after them. Passer Byers stood and watched from the sidewalks as the scene sped by.
We should be stopping soon, Mail thought.
Matt's car whipped around a corner with a loud screech. Mail quickly turned the handlebars on her bike and she turned the corner with no problem.
And just as Mail had expected, the chase soon subsided. A group of Takada's body guards were parked up ahead, blocking off the road. In his car, Matt stepped on the break and his car spun out, coincidentally stopping in the middle of all the parked cars. The other 2 cars that were chasing him pulled up behind his car, blocking off his path from behind as well. Mail turned her bike down an alley and parked halfway into it. She jumped off and pulled the keys out of the ignition and ran to join the crowd that was watching the huge showdown between Takada's attacker and her body guards.
She pushed and shoved her way through the onlookers in an attempt to get to the front, so she would be able to run to him.
"'scuse me, pardon me," she said as she made her way through the crowd.
"Hey! Watch it! Kira should punish you for being so rude!" a black haired woman remarked. Mail rolled her eyes. "Fuck you, skank," she mumbled, loud enough for the woman to hear, but she didn't.
By the time she had gotten to the place she wanted to be, Matt had already gotten out of his car. The bodyguards had their guns pointed at him.
"…so I'm sure you'll have a lot of questions for me," he protested. Mail then noticed the bodyguards cock their guns.
"STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!" she hollered running out in front of Matt and holding up her hands. "DON'T SHOOT!"
The bodyguards put their guns down slightly due to the shock of seeing some random girl run in front of an alleged culprit to stop them from shooting. The onlookers began mumbling and asking questions to each other.
"I repeat. Do not…shoot," she huffed.
What the HELL? Matt thought, putting his arms down.
One of the bodyguards switched out his pistol with a bullhorn. "Young lady, you are currently in the middle of seizing the work of crime stopping officials. Please move back in with the crowd or we'll be forced to arrest you," he announced. Mail snickered. "CRIME STOPPING OFFICAILS? Crime stopping OFFICIALS?" she mocked. "You call yourself CRIME STOPPING OFFICIALS? All you do is work to protect a certain whore who likes talking about all of Kira's stupid rules! You are NOTHING like police!" she added. The crowd of onlookers began yelling at Mail. "She just called lady Takada a Whore! She must be eliminated!"
Mail rolled her eyes. "Good luck with that!"
The bodyguard with the bullhorn continued. "Ma'am, I will ask you one more time. Please, let us proceed with our work, or we will shoot you, too," he said.
Mail began laughing. "Oh, so first you want to arrest me…NOW you wanna shoot me 'cuz I called your precious Takada a whore? Some world we've come to…" she sighed.
"Are you excepting fate?" the bodyguard called.
"Hear me out," she started. "We can do this the easy way, where I gladly take this guy here and we escape with no harm. OR…we can do this the hard way…where you all end up in the hospital. Your choice," she challenged.
Matt was shocked. What the fuck is this? He wondered.
Takada's bodyguards looked at each other. The man with the bullhorn but it down and re-withdrew his pistol.
"FIRE!" he shouted.
The guards shot their guns. Quick as light, Mail pulled a large scythe from out of nowhere and sliced every single bullet in half. They fell to the floor. Mail looked back up at the bodyguards and grinned evilly. "I see you've chosen the hard way. More fun for me," she said. The crowd and bodyguards grew looks of terror on their faces. "Who ARE you?" one of the guards screeched. Mail laughed. "I'm a magical wizard from the land of oblivion. Shoot me again. I triple-dog fucking DARE you," she challenged, putting her scythe in her left hand and placing her right on her hip.
Matt was even more shocked than before. A SCYTHE? The land of OBLIVION? He thought.
"AGAIN!"
More shots were fired, but Mail just swung her scythe and with a large gust of wind, the bullets blew off in different directions. The bodyguards ducked as did the onlookers. The bullets hit shop windows and cars and walls. The onlookers began screaming. "Dumb SHITS! If I foiled your god damn bullets the first time, what the HELL makes you think you're going to get me a second time? You all must think I'm a freaking IDIOT!" she yelled in an intense voice.
The bodyguards weren't done yet. "Do you know you are facing criminal charges now? Surrender now or you will surely die!"
Mail cackled. "I don't see what's so bad about trying to save someone get shot by stupid asses. Open mouth, insert foot! YEESH!" she hollered. "And I don't surrender! I DECAPITATE! BELIVE IT!"
The bodyguards had had enough of this. They had 2 options. Kill this insanity of a woman, or just let her go and catch her later, and they planned on killing her right then and there.
Oh, what an impossible task.
They shot once more, but Mail was quick to react. She knocked the bullets to the side as if she were hitting a baseball with a bat and stood there, waiting for the next move.
This chick is INSANE! A scythe…oblivion…cursing out body guards…hmm…is this why I feel attracted to her? Matt thought in awe. His train of thought was interrupted by the shout of another bodyguard.
"Young lady! This has gone far enough! Kira will surely kill you for your deeds. You are interrupting us from doing our job, talking bad about lady Takada, and trying to kill us. Unacceptable! Unforgivable! Surrender now or the Japanese SWAT team will need to get involved."
Mail grinned. "Oh, really? Oh, no, no, no! That will simply not do…as Ellis of Left 4 dead 2 would say…KILL ALL SONS OF BITCHES!" And with that, she pulled out a gun and shot all of the bodyguards.
But, they didn't die…they were knocked off their feet, yes. But, they weren't dead.
Mail laughed then turned to Matt, who was staring at her like she was a goddess.
"Get in the car," she hissed suddenly. Matt snapped back into reality. "Huh?"
"I don't like it when things go in one ear and out the other. Read my lips. Get…in…the…CAR!" she repeated.
"Uh…w-why?" he stuttered nervously.
Mail rolled her eyes. "If you wanna live, get in the damn car."
That was enough for Matt. He turned and entered his car. He placed his hands on the steering wheel.
"Passenger seat. I'll be doing the driving, goggles," Mail ordered, taking account of Matt's goggles. Matt, not knowing what else to say, just did as he was told. She got into the car and slammed the door behind her. She stepped on the gas and sped away though the small opening between the 2 cars parked behind Matt's car.
Success, Mail thought.
What do I say to her? Matt thought. Thanks? No way…You're freaking nuts, but I love you.
They drove a little ways, Mails eyes directed at the road in front of her. Matt stared at her the entire time.
"Don't you know that when you have big scary men surrounding you, pointing guns at you…you stay in the car?" she spoke suddenly. Matt jumped at the sound of her voice.
"I didn't know what else to do. I was basically screwed," he replied.
Mail grinned. "I agree. Mail Z. Nice to meet you."
Matt sighed briefly. "Matt J. You're a freaking lunatic."
Oh crap…I should not have said that, he thought in regret.
Mail laughed. "Wow. We've just met and you already get me. I see a growing friendship here Matt J."
He flushed red. Maybe more than friends…?
"Uh…yeah," was all he could get out.
"So where are we going? And explain to me what the point of that whole stunt was back there," Matt said.
Mail sighed. "We're heading back to my HQ. You'll be safe there for right now, until we get Mello and L to safety as well," she started.
Mello…he thought. Damn I totally for got about him. Wait a minute…
"L?" he asked, surprised.
Mail nodded.
Matt laughed. "I may have to take you to an asylum. He's been dead for 5 years now."
Mail smirked slyly. "Then won't YOU be surprised."
Huh? Never mind that…concentrate…keep talking to her…
"Anything else you want me to explain?"
Matt thought thoroughly. Then he remembered. "Yeah. When you shot the bodyguards. Did you KILL them all in a couple fires?"
Mail cracked up. "HA! Don't make me laugh. Sure, I could EASILY kill them, but no, I didn't. Those weren't bullets."
Matt looked puzzled. "Wait…You fired blanks?" "Hells NO!"
"Then what did you use?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
"I bet I wouldn't."
"Ok. Now shut up and let me drive. We're almost there."